The last day was wonderful though. Our Director (regard man in red nose) gently reminded us to enjoy the present moment instead of dwelling on loss and I think that helped us persevere through the day - knowing that goodbye was inevitable.
Our last writing session took place at the museum which perches above the village. Such a slog but worth it in the end. Each of us wrote a piece about an artifact from the museum and shared it with the group. I feel that this is the right moment at which to acknowledge our supportive, talented and wonderfully human tutor Sam who guided us so gently over the past ten days.
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After dinner we had a soiree which was quite hilarious. Wonderful original stories were read, poetry performed, songs sung and I did something I never knew I could do. Perform without fear. Normally I wouldn't want to share the results but in the spirit of Skyros I shall share my obvious talent for Schlag music with the world. Watch and weep...or should that be wince!!
1 comment:
Bravissimo!
Oh, may I go a-wandering
Until the day I die!
Oh, may I always laugh and sing,
Beneath God's clear blue sky!
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